двадцать три (Twenty-Three)

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Russian Translations:

 любовь - Love

Боже мой - Oh my God

Моя любовь - My Love



New 2018 (2023)

"Tell me everything that happened," Yelena requested, her cheek resting against Sascha's shoulder, her eyelids fluttering closed. "What did I miss?"

"Oh love," Sascha sighed.  "So much." So, so much...

Moscow, Russia - Earth 

2018

A Moscow hotel room. Casual, not too fancy. A good place to hide.

There was a faint click, one Nat would recognize anywhere: a gun. She felt said gun press into the back of her head.

"I wonder - is it possible for a spider to fall into another spider's web?" Unlike Nat, Sascha still had her strong accent. "Or what about a spider falling into their own web?" she continued to ponder aloud, gun still pressed to Natasha's head. "Natalia Romanova."

"Put the gun down, Shostakov. I didn't come to fight."

"I shot you last time - you have guts coming to see me now."

"If you were trying to kill me, you should have made sure-" Nat whipped around, batting the gun from the other woman's hands and shoving her back with a kick to the gut. The gun sailed across the room, striking the wall before landing on the floor.

Sascha stumbled back but regained her balance. "You only found me because I let you." Then she nodded to Nat's blonde hair. "So letting her die wasn't enough? Now you have to try and look like her?

"Sascha, you know I never wanted Yelena to get hurt. I'm so sorry for what happened. You don't have to forgive me, and I don't expect you to, but I want you to know that I'm sorry."

Sascha ignored her apology. "Isn't red your signature colour? I liked the red on you better."

Nat shrugged. "It was time for a change."

"I hear you're a bit of a criminal now. On the run. Good thing you were always good at hiding. Disappear one day only to reappear later, unexpectedly."

"You know why I'm here, Sascha." Nat crossed her arms.

"Do I? To come and rub in the death of the woman I love, which could have been prevented-"

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